Ji Lingyun saw that she remained silent for a long while, reached out to wrap an arm around her shoulder, and turned her face towards him, "Are you angry?"
Wen Jiangxue blinked, forcibly suppressing her frustration, and finally smiled, "How dare I be angry with you? What would I do if you didn't take me to the auction tonight?"
Ji Lingyun looked at her intensely, wanting to say something, but in the end, he rubbed his temples wearily, "Forget it, you go back first. I'll come pick you up this afternoon."
Wen Jiangxue stood up straight from the sofa, reluctantly looked back at him with a flirtatious blink, "Darling, I'll wait for you at home."
After she turned around, the affection in her eyes vanished completely, and she left with a twist of her waist.
